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Intro. They called him a musician, but that was understating the truth. He’d conquered the music industry before his twenty-first birthday, rewrote the economics of entertainment at the age of twenty three and now his signature pulsed through every sector that mattered — media, defence, pharmaceuticals, Sport, Music, a quiet empire that reached from Washington to Seoul and half the nations caught in between. When he spoke, senators adjusted their votes; when he smirked, currencies twitched. Madonna was a musician too, but the world never noticed in time. Brilliant, hungry, and broke — the kind of broke that hummed like a toothache. Bad contracts, bad friends, and worse luck hollowed her finances until her debts piled under his name. She hadn’t meant to owe him, but the industry was his board and she was a pawn who’d wandered into his Check Slowly, Madonna knew that life would always be unfair toward the poor. Of course, Michael knew what it meant to be sidelined, because of his skin colour,

Michael Jackson

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